The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations Chapter 828

Episode 828: If That Is My Destiny (2)

Suddenly, a sword burst from thin air.
The treasure of treasures, the sword of swords, ‘Gramdir’, crafted by the dwarves.
It was the sword that had long been lost.
The dwarves had repeatedly told Astion, who did not use Gramdir,
– if you will not use it, return our treasure!
But now, after ten long years, the sword had reappeared.
The sword swung through the air. Then, the approaching Hellfire split in half.
Kwaaaaaaaah!
The two shards of flame exploded upon impact with the curtain covering the city.
Darvaska looked puzzled.
“Sword…?”
Astion was a wizard. I had never seen him use a sword in the last war.
I had only heard rumors of his physical prowess. Today, I experienced it myself. As a wizard, he was indeed better than most superhumans, but… … .
Able to cut 9th circle magic with a sword?
And that guy, who had already lost his will to fight and was dying covered in blood?
“Astion, what are you…?”
Darvaska
was about to ask something in bewilderment when Astion spoke up.
“I’m not Astion.”
“What…?”
“Just know that I’m the one who’s going to kill you.”
Jisel, who had awakened again, began to exude an incredible murderous aura.
Ddddddddd!
Astion had ascended to the 9th Circle.
The magical power he had accumulated, even absorbing the Dragon Heart, was beyond the reach of any human on the continent.
Soon, the virtual cores Jisel had created amplified this immense magical power.
Kwaaaaaaaah!
A red storm erupted around him.
The red light wrapped around the sword rippled like a living organism.
Paaang!
In an instant, a dazzling red flashed.
Darvaska was startled and instinctively twisted his body.
Paaaaah!
Only a red line passed through.
But then, Darvaska’s chest was cut open long enough to see blood spurting out.
“Ugh! You… How…”
Darvaska couldn’t believe it.
Wasn’t this the one who had lost his will to fight and was dying just a moment ago?
But then, suddenly, he began to unleash an incredible surge of energy. The speed of the attack was so fast that even he, a dragon, couldn’t perceive it.
But there was no time to comprehend the situation. In the darkness, a red line flashed like lightning again.
Pabababababababak!
Darvaska drew on his magical power and fought back. However, he barely managed to avoid a fatal wound, and in an instant, dozens of wounds were etched onto his body.
This was unbearable. He had never imagined that his opponent could wield a sword so skillfully.
But why had he hidden such skill until now?
Darvaska floated high in the air, puzzled. If he fought him in human form, one mistake would cost him his head.
Kwaaaaah!
He exploded with magical power, sweeping away the surroundings. Light and dust swirled like a storm as Darvaska reverted to his original form.
Kwaaaaah!
A thunderous roar shook the city.
The giant blue dragon turned its head and opened its mouth wide.
The red line was approaching again. He had to seize this space in one breath and sweep it away.
Kwaaaaaaaah!
A powerful lightning breath shot out from its mouth. Even the strongest of humans wouldn’t survive a head-on hit.
But then something astonishing happened.
Ddddddddd!
The red line… …was charging, slicing through the powerful breath.
Darvaska couldn’t believe it even with his own eyes.
How strong must its energy be to cut through the dragon’s breath!
Kwak!
Before his thoughts could even fully compose themselves, the blade had already approached, ripping through his massive maw.
“Kwaaaaah!”
Darvaska shook his head violently and swung his foreleg.
But Giselle didn’t dodge; instead, he countered.
Pavababababak!
The red line spiraled up the dragon’s foreleg like a whirlwind. In an instant, scales and flesh fell from Darvaska’s foreleg, exposing the bone.
”
Ku
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A torrent of magic poured down on Giselle.
Giselle, unleashing explosive energy, dodged and parried the spells, holding on. ”
Whew
…”
Red smoke billowed from Giselle’s mouth as he landed on the ground.
He raised his head. Darvaska had already risen high into the sky. Darvaska
spoke with a look of rage.
“You, you bastard, have you been hiding your power all this time? What are you doing with it?”
With such power, victory in the war against the Demonic Realm would have been easier. Nevertheless, Astion focused more on protecting and supporting his allies from the rear.
Giselle didn’t answer. It was beyond the enemy’s understanding anyway.
Giselle herself hadn’t hoped to awaken again.
Furthermore, her body was beginning to feel the strain. She had to resolve the situation as quickly as possible.
‘Is even the 9th circle not enough…?’
Astion had ascended to the 9th circle and was able to unleash explosive power based on its magical power. But the power emanating from the five cores was immense.
Astion’s body was still struggling.
Furthermore, his body had already rejected Giselle’s soul and was out of balance. Astion’s body was slowly disintegrating, rejecting Giselle’s soul again.
This wasn’t Astion’s fault. To withstand this much power, he would need at least the body of a dragon.
Giselle caught her breath and glared at Darvaska.
‘Julian, Deneb.’
And even her other mercenary friends.
Everyone is in danger. We must turn him into a mass of flesh and move.
Crunch.
Giselle gritted her teeth. Then, a surge of energy surged from his body again, shaking the earth.
‘Elf, dwarf, empire.’
And… …dragon.
A fierce rage welled up deep within Giselle’s heart at the thought of the traitors,
just as it had when Ferdium was destroyed.
‘I will kill them all.’
Giselle saw everything within Astion’s consciousness.
Half-conscious, he could only absorb information, but thanks to that, he was able to immediately understand the situation upon waking.
Not even Giselle could have imagined that everyone would betray him. Astion had prepared for the danger, but it wasn’t enough.
He had to hurry, rescue Deneb, and escape.
Only then would he have a chance for revenge.
“Ddddddddd!”
Giselle raised her sword. The blood-red aura on his sword rippled fiercely, as if eager to drink his enemy’s blood.
Darvaska laughed loudly from the sky.
“No matter how strong you are, you’ll have a hard time dealing with a dragon in the sky! What can someone who can’t even use magic properly do?” ”
Kwaaaaah!”
Hundreds of magic circles sprouted high in the sky again.
If Darvaska’s full-power magic continued to hit, even Giselle would have a hard time withstanding it.
But Giselle spoke without blinking.
“Magic? You don’t need to use that.”
“Hehahahahaha! Then burn to death like a crawling insect!”
“Dark.”
Giselle softly called Dark’s name.
Paaaaah!
In an instant, a tremendous amount of energy began to gather above Darvaska’s head.
Darvaska looked up in surprise.
Suddenly, a gigantic bird made of blue energy, larger than a dragon, appeared and grabbed Darvaska’s wing with its talons.
“What, what is this!?”
Dark groaned.
“I am the Apostle of Justice and the Spirit King. You traitorous lizard.”
Kwaaang!
Dark unleashed his energy, and Darvaska, momentarily pushed back by the force, began to fall.
It was Giselle’s magical power, greatly amplified. Dark’s surprise attack, powered by that magical power, was able to briefly suppress the dragon.
Kuuuuuung!
With a loud crash, Darvaska’s body slammed into the ground.
The ground shook violently, dust flying into the sky.
Darvaska regained consciousness and raised his head.
But the red line was already approaching, cutting across the horizon.
Darvaskar instinctively opened his mouth. At the same time, he unleashed his magic, however hastily.
Kwaaaaah!
His breath burst forth from his mouth.
He hadn’t properly controlled his breathing and magic, and the breath rippled as if it would dissipate at any moment. Instead, the powerful magic surrounding him compensated for it.
All of his magic shot towards the approaching red line.
At this rate, no one dared approach. Darvaskar believed so.
But that belief didn’t last long.
KWAAAAAAH!
A red line surged forward, slicing through all those attacks.
The earth tore, the air split.
The destructive power and speed were unbelievable. But what truly caught his attention was something else.
A red-eyed human, radiating a fierce murderous intent, approached.
Darvaska felt an unfamiliar emotion for the first time in his life, looking at the human.
‘I… feel fear? To a mere human?’
He had been shocked when he first saw his adversary. But at the time, he had only felt intense hostility, not fear.
But why should he feel the fear of death from a mere human?
KWAAAAH!
Darvaska roared in disbelief, stepping forward instead. He
couldn’t let himself be consumed by this fear. He instinctively knew he would be slaughtered in an instant.
PAAAH!
Jisel’s sword, piercing through everything, plunged into Darvaska.
Darvaska didn’t dodge either. He concentrated all his magical power into a single point and warded off.
Soon, the two’s full-power attacks clashed head-on.
Kwaaaaah!
The sky split open and the earth warped.
Red and blue lights exploded, and a flash of light erupted, engulfing the world.
Paaaaah… … .
After a moment, the light that had engulfed all directions gradually faded, and the dust that had swirled like a storm settled.
“Keep…”
Darvaska looked down, eyes filled with disbelief.
The tiny, insect-like human finally plunged his sword precisely into his dragon heart.
The powerful energy that burst from within shattered the dragon heart into pieces. He had lost the most important source of life.
Darvaska asked in a trembling voice,
“You… What on earth are you…?”
Why had he hidden such power until now?
Why had he, with such power, been robbed of the saint?
Why had he suddenly transformed into such a different being?
It was just like…
“It’s just like what the Lord described ten years ago… The mad wizard Astion….”
“…….”
Giselle didn’t answer. It wasn’t even worth answering.
He simply roughly pulled out the sword he’d embedded in the dragon’s heart.
“Kururuk…….”
Darvaska tried to recover by spitting out bubbles of blood several times. But with its heart shattered, the dragon struggled to even control its massive body.
Finally, Darvaska glared at Giselle with a look of resentment, stumbled, and fell.
“Kuuuk! ”
The earth shook violently as he fell. Giselle gritted her teeth and
bent down before the massive dragon’s corpse.
“Kuuuk…….”
The unbearable pain that came with the explosion of power hit her. Blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
But there was no time to rest. She had to move quickly and help her friends.
Dark, who had already transformed into a small bird, asked in an anxious voice,
“Master! I killed this bastard, but there are still seven dragons! What are we going to do? We can’t keep fighting in this body!”
“……We have to save Deneb and escape.”
If I fought with the resolve to break my body, I could kill a few more dragons. The power that exploded the 9th Circle’s magic to that extent was immense.
But seven dragons was impossible. Especially Arterion, who was stronger than the others.
Even if I just ran away with Deneb, I would be caught. That would be a repeat of the previous path.
“I need Lionel and my other friends.”
They were friends who could take care of at least one dragon. He planned to find them and kill the dragon they were currently facing.
That would leave five dragons left.
If he could combine his power with his friends’, there would be a slim chance of escape.
“Let’s go.”
Kwaaang!
Giselle exploded again, moving in the direction her friends had been fighting.
“Yulien, hold on a little longer.”
The most important person right now was Yulien.
He had to hold on somehow so that everyone could gather together and stop the dragons’ pursuit.
Kwaaakwaaakwaaakwaaakwaaakwa!
A red trail tore through the air, shooting out at incredible speed.

* * *

Kwaaang!
Lionel was violently pushed back by Grondal’s attack.
The area where the two had fought was utterly devastated. The place where Lionel had stood was deeply furrowed by the repeated pushes.
Kwung.
Grondal looked at Lionel, planting his halberd in the ground.
“You’re really tired, aren’t you?”
Lionel was already quite exhausted from fighting the dragon. With Grondal on top of that, he was bound to be pushed back.
The other dwarves simply watched from a distance. Grondal had instructed them not to interfere.
It was his final act of consideration for his old comrade, and a warrior’s pride.
After catching his breath, Lionel smiled and said,
“I’m not the only one who’s tired, am I? You look a little tired too.”
“…”
“At this rate, I can fight for days.”
That was true. He was merely exhausted, not seriously injured yet.
Moreover, Lionel was a master of defense, so much so that he was called the Shield of the Saint. If he truly set his mind to holding out, he could last for days.
Lionel sneered at Grondal.
“Just tell everyone else to just charge in. They’ve betrayed you anyway, so what’s the point of a warrior’s pride or conscience?”
Grondal, his pride wounded, twitched his lips a few times and raised his halberd again.
“This time it’ll be different. I’ll completely shatter your shield. If that doesn’t work, I’ll throw away even what remains of your conscience.”
Grondal planned to ignore defense and focus all his energy on offense. He had judged that fighting like this would be pointless.
As he was about to step forward, Grondal suddenly caught sight of something and paused.
“What is it?”
Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!
A red flash flashed in the distance.
It wasn’t a simple flash. It was hurtling like a blazing meteor, slicing through everything.
Grondal instinctively blinked.
And in that brief moment, the red light had already arrived.
Whew!
The earth shook, a red trail soared into the sky, then fell again like lightning.
Whew!
Grondal instinctively raised his halberd, blocking the red light that was about to strike him.
A tremendous shock coursed through his arms and his entire body. His feet sank into the ground, sending him sliding backward.
A storm of magical energy swept through the surroundings, twisting everything.
Grondal looked startled at the one who had drawn a sword against his halberd.
Giselle, who had suddenly appeared, glared at Grondal with a ferocious grin.
“So you were there instead of the dragon. Of course, it doesn’t matter. You were meant to be killed anyway.”
“You…”
“You said you wanted to fight me sincerely, right?”
“You couldn’t have… you…”
“I’ll show you. My true feelings.”
There’s no need for further conversation.
Only death is left for the traitor.
Dddddddd!
Magic burst from the tip of the sword, splitting the air. A murderous red aura swirled like a storm.
Grasp!
Giselle’s sword moved like lightning toward Grondal’s neck.